Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 147 A Dollar For The Performance

Just by looking into her eyes, Calista could decipher her intentions. However, those around them were oblivious. Mirabelle had gone to such lengths that she had already won over the goodwill of most people. "That's enough. Calista... I think she's rather pitiful," a classmate whispered to Calista. Despite Calista's tendency to keep to herself, she always thought of her as kind-hearted and believed she would let Mirabelle off the hook. Others also spoke in a relatively fair manner.

"I think it's enough too. She's been humbling herself so much, she must have learned her lesson by now."

Others chimed in. "Yeah, yeah, let's just forgive her! Make her pay a hefty sum, we're still classmates after all."

The chorus of voices grew louder and louder. An ordinary person would have buckled under such pressure and called it quits. But not Calista. She watched as Mirabelle prostrated herself, her heart remaining utterly unperturbed.

Back then, when she contracted the K Virus, she sought to save herself. Eventually, Mirabelle, in her "kindness", willingly took her in. Overwhelmed with gratitude, she revealed the truth to Mirabelle. She admitted to being infected with the virus, but assured her that it was not contagious and there was no need to be afraid.

However, Mirabelle betrayed her in the blink of an eye!

On her first day at the research institute, Mirabelle came to see her. At that time, she had no idea that it was Mirabelle who had spilled the secret to Quincy. She was caught off guard, even kneeling down to plead with Mirabelle to save her just this once!

Back then, Mirabelle had revealed the truth to her with a laugh. She looked down on her, a person who had already been condemned, with the air of a victor, and spoke with a sense of triumph.

"If you're to blame anyone, blame your own foolishness. Who do you think I am? Do you really think you're worthy of being my friend? If it weren't for the Fairchild family, you would have been dead by my hands long ago! You despicable fool!"

The surrounding noise grew louder and louder! Apart from discussions about Calista's cold-heartedness, there were also pleas for Calista to forgive Mirabelle. Given Calista's status, the school didn't intervene in the matter. However, they did send a teacher to speak to Calista, hoping that she wouldn't create an uncontrollable scene at school and that any issues should be dealt with at home.

Only then, with a bewildered expression, did Calista nod. She then proceeded toward Mirabelle.

At that moment, Mirabelle's heart was filled with an intense hatred! However, upon seeing Calista, she still managed to show a hopeful expression, her humility reaching its peak.

She had thought that Calista came to help her up and then tell her that she had forgiven her. Not only Mirabelle, but everyone else thought the same.

Instead of reaching out to help her up, Calista bent over and gently lifted Mirabelle's chin.

Mirabelle was taken aback, inadvertently catching the gaze of Calista.

The look in Calista's eyes was subtle. It wasn't hate, nor happiness or anger. It was a mysterious and profound gaze that inexplicably sent shivers down one's spine.

In the midst of an inexplicable fear, Mirabelle strived to maintain a hopeful gaze toward her, the sincerity in her eyes was palpable.

"Callie, h-have you forgiven me?" Her voice had become cautious, almost timid. Was this the first time Mirabelle had ever been so humble in both her past and present life?

The surroundings fell silent,

everyone was waiting for Calista to

forgive Mirabelle. Perhaps there would even be applause. They were all from the same school, all in their teens or early twenties, how deep could their grudges be? Reconciliation was the best outcome.

Finally, Calista spoke, her voice still maintaining that steady and composed indifference.

"I will never forgive someone who tried to kill me, let alone give them another chance to harm me. If you wish to continue pestering me, go ahead. But I have exams to prepare for, so I won't entertain you any longer." The surroundings erupted into an uproar!

Meanwhile, Calista had already straightened up and pulled a handkerchief from her pocket. She looked down at the stunned Mirabelle and smiled.

"In truth, I just came to see you grovel, and wasn't disappointed. Witnessing you grit your teeth as you pleaded with me, the hatred in your eyes as you kowtowed to me, it was incredibly satisfying, it lifted my spirits."

"Thank you for your captivating performance. Here's a dollar as a token of appreciation for all the effort you've put in, a reward for your humble appeal."

As she spoke, she really did pull out a coin and tossed it on the ground, then turned and walked away.

She had barely taken a few steps when Mirabelle coughed up blood! This was no act, she was genuinely so upset that she coughed up blood.

Everyone around was startled, they quickly surrounded her, intending to take her to the hospital. However, Calista didn't look back as she sauntered away.

Mirabelle glared resentfully at the retreating figure of Calista. Her intense hatred was so palpable that it sent shivers down the spine of those who were escorting her.

"Calista! Calista!"

She shouted her name through clenched teeth!

"Calista! I wish you were dead! Die! Just die!"

The people around were taken aback by Mirabelle's demeanor, getting the vague sense that she wasn't as sincere as she had just appeared to be. However, given the gravity of the situation, they decided it was best to get her to the hospital first.

As for Calista, she never looked back, her face seemed to carry a relaxed smile, as if she truly enjoyed the performance.

She didn't care about what others thought of her. As long as Mirabelle was displeased, she was pleased. She didn't care about what others think of her.

At that moment, she spotted Tabitha.

Calista's smile momentarily froze before she continued on her way, only to be stopped by Tabitha.

"What's this? Are you here to lecture me? Do you think I'm ruthless too?" Calista raised an eyebrow.

"N-No... It's not that!" Under the overwhelming aura of Calista, Tabitha's cheeks turned beet red, struggling to articulate her words. Yet, her eyes remained sparky and in awe!